Yonaas

In a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by war with demonic forces, civilization as it once existed is all but gone. 

In its place, a new order had emerged, with humans developing magical abilities as each generation passed.

 To ensure the survival of their species, society had been divided into Circles, with each member guaranteed a specific job once they reached the age of eighteen.


Xylon Sinclair was an orphan with a limited affinity for magic, and he had been reincarnated as a punishment for his past deeds.

 In a former life, he was Zephyr, a powerful demon who served the mighty Balthyrov, the Lord of Demons, until he became a perceived threat. 
He got killed mercilessly and got forced to reincarnate as a fragile human being as a punishment. 


Upon reaching the age of eighteen, Xylon was told that he will become a Soul Keeper, a role that he knew nothing about. Despite his confusion, he had no choice but to accept this position. 


However, rather than following the status quo, Xylon experimented with the system, using his formal knowledge about the demon realm to resurrect demons from thousands of years ago.


 What had started as a mere curiosity soon turned into an obsession for Xylon. 


He was fascinated by the power that he could wield by bringing the ancient demons back from the dead. 

It was as if he had discovered a new realm of possibilities that he had never imagined before.

And then, he started to dream bigger...

Xylon Sinclair wanted to rule over both realms, human and demon realm...


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p.s: the cover is  purely mine , and it is made solely for this webnovel,  it shows Zephyr.
Well, i don't allow anyone to use it, it is purely made for "i farm demons" .

+ all the art you see in the comments is original and purely made for this book.


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I Farm Demons : Unholy Necromancer In the Apocalypse

Josie's trembling lips betrayed the fear etched on her face. Her once vibrant demeanor seemed drained, and the pallor of her lips mirrored the rough time she endured in Xylon's absence.

She avoided fixing her gaze on the macabre display of bodies before her, attempting to divert her attention from the disturbing scene unfolding in front of them.

Josie's words spilled out with a mixture of fear and uncertainty.

"I wasn't conscious during the last full moon. I didn't witness what transpired between you and the skyers, but somehow, I just assumed that you were going to show up... for a reason," she uttered, her voice wavering with a hint of trepidation.

Josie, recognizing the guards of the arcane mortuary, fell to the ground in shock, shaking as she shouted, "You killed them... you killed them!"

The tremor in her voice echoed the horror of the revelation…she was not even accompanied by anyone , she was all by herself .

I just don't give a fuck